Flocks of wild turkeys are wandering the streets of Mendon this winter. These five perched in the berry tree outside our home office window. They ate every berry within their reach. They make us laugh.
A mother and grandmother, we live in a beautiful farming valley but love every chance to see our wonderful children and grandchildren, near or far away.
Tuesday, February 01, 2011
Turkeys
Flocks of wild turkeys are wandering the streets of Mendon this winter. These five perched in the berry tree outside our home office window. They ate every berry within their reach. They make us laugh.
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Christmas


We loved getting to see Josh and Erin and family at Christmas time. We went to Brian and Petrea's in Highland for his birthday. After that, the Stanleys came here.
We didn't get pictures, but I have some of the LR (I loved our live Christmas tree) and of Christina and Eric and boys, who were here Christmas morning. Fun to have little ones, excited for Santa.
Sunday, December 19, 2010
Let it Snow
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Dickens of a Dinner
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Hallelujah!

I like this. Of course for the music, but I can overlook the "pretend randomness" of these flash mob performances because the blend and/or contrast of the sacred and the mundane appeals to me.
Thanksgiving
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Women in Art

I just saw this video for the first time. Since it has had 10 million views, I guess I'm a little late to discover it. It fascinates me. And the music is nice.
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Agave Nectar

Ran across this as a substitute for HFCS and really like it. Then we learned it's not much different than corn syrup, and in fact may be bad for you. At our ages, we're past worrying about these things too much. Maybe we should worry, but seriously. So the hairs of my head are made up of corn. They could be made of worse things. : )
Tuesday, July 06, 2010
Cruise In
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Pomp and Circumstance
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